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#2012-06-20 03:37:09, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Her weight was most unwelcome, which is probably the first time that Evan had ever said that to himself, as she pressed him down to the ground. Blindly, he reached behind him with his hands, aiming to grab onto her ankles, hoping the heat would do enough damage to blister her, maybe even burn her skin off. But he didn't have any leverage, and as he rocked backwards, trying to buck her off of him, he began to slowly realise that this was very close to the end.

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#2012-06-29 02:36:47, as written by NotAFlyingToy

The other man, however, offered the woman nothing but a slanted grin and a poorly hidden wink. "I suppose I am. Though, gotta say - the only reason I'm here is the off-colour joke on the flier." Reaching into his coat pocket, the man with dead blue eyes began to read from a bit of paper.

"Thrills! Kills! Bicycle hills! I'm currently wearing no pants, and you should totally join the Corpus! More fun then whatever the hell you're currently doing!" He chuckled, putting the paper back into his pocket. "Name's Evan. I'm a post man."

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#2012-06-29 02:44:53, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan rubbed his neck, shrugging slightly after the Man-Bear-Pig - or that freakish bird - finished their rant.

"I'm here because I need a little more action in my down time, I guess. That, and what you guys do is a helluva lot better than delivering postal notes and birthday money."

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#2012-06-29 02:53:23, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan's grin broadened considerably.

"I like stuff that can get me killed. And don't worry, I can hold my own when it counts." She was begging for a hard-on joke, with a line like that, but Evan was made of sterner stuff to just cave and allow himself to be suckered in to an easy trap. "Unless, soft is what you're into." He grinned even wider.

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#2012-06-29 03:08:08, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan blinked once, and then folded his arms, sizing the man up from head to... toe.

"You have to be fuckin' kiddin' me." He murmured, quietly.

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#2012-06-29 03:21:10, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan yelped as he was hauled over the man's shoulder and onto his back, but he quickly recovered enough to mutter a strange sort of laugh - high and quick, like someone who was becoming slowly insane. "All right, all right. Let me down; you've made your point." Pushing, he slid to the dojo floor, rolling to his feet a ways away from the crazy man.

"Okay, so we're here. What happens now?"

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#2012-06-29 03:35:33, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan nodded, and then rolled his hand in a circular motion, as if to say get on with it. Meanwhile, Nafy bowed again as the lady entered, making Evan roll his eyes slightly at his companion. Dude seemed stiff, unmovable. Probably was a hell of a fighter, though.

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#2012-08-16 22:46:38, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan Brohm strolled into the bar, as a man did when taking his time. His hands were slung deep into his pockets, his gait slow and steady, tapping his thumbs against his thighs as he made his way. Flat blue eyes and a chiselled jaw were the two features of his face that strangers noticed; the white T-shirt he wore stretching and moulding over his shoulders and stomach, hinting at a defined four-pack. Completing the look were loose levi's, over dark red converse.

He slid into a stool by the bar, silently tapping his glass, his hand reaching for a smartphone and toying with it.

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#2012-08-16 23:02:01, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan gave Nadja a cursory glance; noting the power suit and the prim way that she handled a newspaper, before going back to his Angry Birds. She was pretty devastating, a heavy weight champ in the looks department, probably chewing up gentlemen and spitting them out as a hobby. As he sent a red bird flying into a glass house, he couldn't help his smile as he began to think of the thrill of the hunt, the chase and teasing of flirting with an attractive woman. All he needed was a line.

Glancing at the newspaper quickly, knowing what page she was on, he tapped another level, began setting up the play field. As he did, he spoke to her. "There's a personal assistant advertising himself on the back page. About three slots down, used decent text. If that's what you were looking for."

He didn't raise his eyes from his device as another bird smashed through wooden walls, breaking two pigs in a puff of smoke. A satisfying opening volley.

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#2012-08-16 23:58:01, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan shrugged at her summary of his intentions, pointing at her lazily. "No, but I do think that no matter what I had said, there, you would've twisted it into an insult. I see the power suit, the impeccable hair, the obvious business way you present yourself. So, someone high up on the food chain. Big fish."

He shrugged. "So, either you're looking for an assistant or a job. And someone like you, seems like you'd have employ pretty quick."

He glanced up at her fully then, gracing her with a small smile.

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#2012-08-17 00:23:38, as written by NotAFlyingToy

He grinned back at her, not straying his eyes past his face. He shrugged idly, pressing the idle button on his phone and slipping the device into his jeans pocket, having to lean back to slide it in smoothly. He wiped his hands idly on his jeans, resting them lightly on his waist. "That's a little ambiguous." He pointed out. "Are we talking your murdering skills? Did you lose a job as a hitmistress?"

He leaned on an elbow, watching her through his flat blue eyes. "And that's why I chose the postal service." He grinned. "Lots of transferable skills there. Driving, sorting, dodging death-defying battles in the streets..."

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#2012-09-26 10:38:36, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan Brohm wasn't exactly the greatest of humanitarians, but he liked to consider himself a gift to people. Not in a cocky way - okay, yes, in a totally cocky way - but there was something about him that he knew people liked, and often, he tried to display it as much as possible. And that was why he was dressed in a white shirt, stretched over his muscled torso, tan slacks clinging to his long legs as he strolled into his favourite watering hole, skimming the faces of the patrons until he found one that he liked.

Eyes caressing the back of Lillea's neck and liking what they beheld, the postman reached into his pocket, pulling out a roll of lifesavers. Circling around, he took careful aim and fired in a smooth spaghetti throw, aiming to land the stick in the woman's top.

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#2012-09-26 10:48:01, as written by NotAFlyingToy

A million responses to that little phrase popped into his head at the same time, each mounting higher than the last.

You're already sweet enough.
Aww, not going to give me the chance to retrieve it?
I can shoot even better than that.

Evan chuckled as he reached to catch the candy, the roll bouncing off of his initial grip, but he managed to snag it with his other hand, loosely between index and middle finger. He settled on a stool on the other side of the counter, crossing his arms and leaning on his elbows, one seat away from her, the aforementioned cheesy-ass grin still on his face.

"Give a guy some credit," he said, shrugging his shoulders gracefully, "that was a tough shot to make. I'm Evan, by the way. What're you drinking?"

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#2012-09-26 11:00:07, as written by NotAFlyingToy

He watched the play of liquid in her throat for a moment, taking a good deal of time and a great deal of enjoyment in doing so. When she put the bottle down, he tapped in his own order - a rum and coke - and drummed his fingers against the table, amused by her. Of course, she probably knew now that he was going to need to bring this one in for a landing. Matter of pride, now. She'd provided a challenge.

"I could always try again," he said, waggling his eyebrows as he tossed the lifesaver packet up and down. He didn't even know where he'd got the fucking thing, come to think of it. "I may not hang on to each slice for too long, but I do enjoy keeping a name in my phone for the inevitable curtain-call."

He shrugged again. "And, considering that you only give credit where it's due, I'll take that as a huge compliment. So, were you coming here to expect to drink alone all night, or would you be terribly revolted if I drank this with you?" He tapped the rim of the square, stout glass that held his dark beverage.

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#2012-09-26 11:13:34, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan raised his eyebrows at the coarse language, but hey. It wasn't a no. He took a long swallow of the coke, disappointed at the lack of a sting in the drink. Whoever mixed this guy had been weak on the liquor, and he wasn't so impressed by it. He twirled the lightsavers as he finished, allowing him to swallow, and grin.

"That," he said, "would be a very successful attempt. But no, I can honestly say that you're the first one to get the candy-down-shirt routine. Call it a moment of inspiration under duress." Taking another drink, he pointed towards the vodka, mimicking her gesture at the candy.

"Is this your standard drinking routine? Swallow it down with nary a breath, and hope you don't wake up with some ratty dude in the morning without your kidneys?" He eyed the bottle of liquor, and grinned even wider. "Not that you're doing them much good right now."

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#2012-09-26 11:27:31, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan glanced to the side, hiding his grin, before moving slightly closer, his flat, blue eyes sliding back towards hers, playfulness and amusement shining bright within the orbs.

"Do I ever," he said, his grin unwavering, pearly whites flashing in the dim light. "But not so much on the moves; I'm getting the sense that you're probably someone that prefers the direct approach."

His voice lowered to a quiet murmur, barely making it to her position, despite the lack of distance between them. "Come home with me. I've got a hot tub, more liquor, and absolutely zero expectations beyond tonight. It might not be as interesting as sleeping in corners, but I happen to know it's a fuck of a lot more comfortable."

He leaned back. "What do you say?"

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#2012-09-26 11:38:33, as written by NotAFlyingToy

He watched her, trying not to laugh as she sputtered and coughed, endearing herself a little more to him. Tough girl with a softer shell then she'd like, huh? He could dig it.

"Dead serious." He said, simply. "I find you attractive, and I'd like to treat you tonight. We can do the hate-fuck thing if you want - I'm flexible," And I'm hoping you are, too.

"So...?"

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#2012-09-26 11:52:09, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Evan accepted the compliment by clasping his hands together in an unmistakable mockery of a bow that an ancient martial artist might pull off, even with a small murmur of the word "hai". Straightening, he flashed her another grin, standing and coming around to her side of the bar and linking his arm through hers. "Come," he said through grinning teeth. "A night of delight awaits."

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#2012-11-13 06:05:56, as written by NotAFlyingToy

Just a drink, as he always said. That's all it was and all it had to be. He didn't worry about pouring his heart and soul into the glass, and he certainly wasn't fishing for memories in the reflections of his own haunted, darkened eyes.

Just a drink. That's all it was.

Swirling the honey coloured brandy around in his glass and taking a cautious sip, he appraised the liquid maple-flavouring that infused with the smooth, thick substance. It coated his tongue, his teeth, the roof of his mouth as he savoured and allowed it to slither down his throat, making him sigh inwardly.

Just a drink.

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#2012-11-13 06:34:58, as written by NotAFlyingToy

A small, sharp sip - the sound of saliva, lips and tongue slurping on the liquid as it continued to coat him, continued to drive into him like the hammering and thundering of the world outside. If it wasn't there yet, it would be.

His eyes, in a practised manner often pulled with a casual indifference but were now sharp, harsh jerks - flat blue against a pale and grizzled face - landed on her ring, settling there for a moment before making the titanic draw to her face. He took her in stonily, silently, taking another sip in blatant defiance as he continued to glare towards her. His stare wasn't hard, necessarily... just unyielding. The give he showed was all the give he had left.

"I'll say," he murmured, sliding his empty glass back across the counter. "Night like this is good for swapping secrets with strangers."

He rested his elbow on the countertop, his chin in his palm.

"You first, or me?"

Evan Brohm

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by NotAFlyingToy

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